(Third Update)

Yu Chixiu hid his merit and fame, and returned to Wei Ting and Jing Yi's camp wearing golden armor.

After dressing up a few times, he felt like his waist was about to break.

He held his sore waist, gritted his teeth and muttered: "General Wei Xu has a good waist and good kidneys... No wonder he gave birth to so many sons..."

Leng Zhao's fate was entirely his own fault.

However, this is not the end. The Leng family's retribution has just begun. Everything they stole from the Wei family will be returned bit by bit from now on.

Heart-rending wails came from Leng Kui’s tent——

Su Xiaoxiao turned over and slept peacefully.

…

Su Xiaoxiao left a large sum of military pay for Qin Canglan. At this point, the money she earned from Zhao Kangning and the Beiyan envoys was almost spent. In addition, she used some gold from the White Lotus Sect as a reward for the soldiers.

pension.

After everything was packed, Qin Canglan came to see off his precious granddaughter and miserable grandson-in-law.

"It's stopped snowing these past two days, so I'm on my way."

He reluctantly touched the little head of his precious granddaughter. This was the family happiness that had been delayed for many years. He wished he could be with them every day, but he couldn't leave yet. The border had to be guarded.

Yan wants to fight, and the traitors of the Leng family want to be killed.

Su Xiaoxiao had never experienced the warmth of family in her previous life, but in this life she was deeply cared for by every family member.

She obediently allowed her to have her head touched.

"Grandpa, I'm waiting for you in the capital. After you finish the battle with your eldest cousin, come back soon."

Qin Canglan smiled: "Okay!"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Su Mo who was helping her carry her luggage: "Cousin, take care of yourself too."

Su Mo nodded: "I will."

Su Xiaoxiao said again: "The Red Shadow Army is asking my grandfather and cousin."

Qin Canglan said: "Don't worry, Mo'er will personally lead the troops and will regard them as his confidants."

Afterwards, Qin Canglan told Wei Ting a few words: "You are now a father. Don't be so reckless in doing things in the future. You really think you have nine lives!"

Wei Ting became more obedient at this time: "Yes, Grandpa, I have written it down."

Qin Canglan was quite satisfied: "Recuperate carefully, and I will give you more guidance when my teacher returns to the court."

Are you going to get beaten again... Wei Ting's smile froze at the corners of his lips.

Qin Canglan looked at Jing Yi, who was sitting in another wheelchair: "Boy, you are not bad."

Little White Zongzi·Jing Baobao blushed.

Marshal Qin praised me, Marshal Qin praised me, Marshal Qin praised me...

Xiao Duye was also going back to the capital. He couldn't wait to return to the capital to claim credit from Emperor Jingxuan.

He was in a carriage alone.

Su Xiaoxiao, Jing Yi, Wei Ting, and the Five Tigers were in a carriage.

They were all lively when they arrived, but when they returned, only Su Xiaoxiao and the macaw were left alive.

Xiao Duye was so exhausted that Jing Yi and Wei Ting were wrapped up in rice dumplings. Since they could not move and were not allowed to quarrel, they could only fight back and forth in the carriage with little eyes that refused to admit defeat.

The group embarked on the journey back to Beijing.

On the other side, Uncle Han and the girl led a group of masters to sneak into the snowy mountains of Beiyan.

"Uncle Han, is this here? We went in the wrong direction last time, will we make the same mistake this time?"

the girl asked.

Uncle Han said: "Last time I took a detour to find the snowy Gastrodia elata and accidentally got lost. This time I followed the map completely and there will be no mistakes."

While talking, several people came to the entrance of the passage, held torches and walked in for about half an hour to the end.

Uncle Han squatted down, found the mechanism on the ground, stepped on it, and the stone door opened.

But when they entered, they were shocked by what they saw.

"Uncle Han, why is it so messy inside?"

The weapon racks all fell down, swords, spears and halberds were scattered all over the floor, as well as many broken arrows and hidden weapons. The girl simply had no way of getting started.

Uncle Han looked at it carefully and said solemnly: "Someone fought here and triggered the mechanism."

The girl fanned her hands: "Is there anyone here before us?"

There was a faint sound of breathing from behind the stone wall. Uncle Han's eyes moved and he quickly found the mechanism and opened the stone door of another secret room.

The stone table was empty except for a dying man pressed under the big stone on the side.

Uncle Han rushed over and searched carefully up and down the stone table, but still found nothing.

"It's gone...things are gone..."

The two missions to Broken Beiguan failed this time. The Snowy Gastrodia elata was robbed, and even the treasures of the restoration of the country were captured first.

He clenched his fists in disbelief: "Who is it...who is it?!"

…

When they arrived, they rushed to rescue Wei Ting. They hurriedly and slowly hurried along. Xiao Duye vomited several times. Although he didn't have to save anyone when he returned, he kept a few little beans in his heart and the carriage still went very fast.

Xiao Duye was talked about so much again that he was worse than Wei Ting and Jing Yi.

Their injuries improved day by day, and by the time they approached the capital, they were both able to get off the carriage.

In late January, it snowed again in Beijing. Snowflakes fell in large tracts and soon accumulated a thick layer on the ground.

The three little Doudings have resumed attending classes at Lingyun since the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

But unlike in the past, when they were doing everything they could to create heaven and earth, the three little villains have become much quieter recently.

The three of them sat on their own little futons, like little puppets that had been drained of their souls, indifferent to the small banjo placed in front of them.

Ling Yun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Want to play flower drums?" he asked.

The three of them shook their heads.

"Bang the gong?" he asked again.

The three of them still shook their heads.

Ling Yun took a deep breath: "It's okay to play the erhu, right? Xiaohu, don't you love playing the erhu the most?"

Xiaohu turned his back.

He doesn't want to play the erhu.

He just wants his mother back.

Why hasn't mother come back yet?

Ling Yun sighed: "Let's go up here today, and I'll take you back."

The three little ones walked out the door listlessly with their little heads drooped.

Ling Yun picked up the carriage one by one and sent everyone back to the Wei family.

The other children who are older than the Chinese New Year have gained weight, but only the three little pods have lost weight.

Mrs. Wei was so distressed that she tried her best to make the three little guys happy, but the three of them just couldn't cheer up.

Mrs. Wei also had her moments when she was at a loss.

The three little ones would wait for Su Xiaoxiao at the door every day after dinner, regardless of wind or snow.

It's snowing heavily today and it's freezing cold.

The three little ones were holding the farmer's bag and sat obediently on the threshold waiting for their mother.

Their little faces turned red from the cold, and their tears froze.

However, it was useless to persuade anyone, they just refused to go in.

Wait, wait, it gets dark.

Several aunts watched anxiously.

Finally, a carriage came against the wind and snow and stopped at the gate of Wei's house.

The three little eyes lit up, and they ran over awkwardly with their little feet that were almost frozen.

However, it was Su Li who came down.

Su Li smiled: "Did you know that uncle is coming, are you waiting for him here?"
To be continued...